You know how I tend to feel when nothing's happening

Like some big old bird so fat that he just can't fly

Far be it from me to be overreacting

My body hurts like hell and all I can do is wonder why



Like I'm in prison, my mind is occupied with busting out

When our sleeper has risen

Said what are these walking blues about



Hey Peter Pan come play with me

Please forget your lessons

The wind is warm outside

The breeze is blowing fast and free

I don't seem to care that much 

But now when you're waiting for Mama, says she

"Right now my mind is wandering up with the wind, just Peter Pan and me." 



Without being artistic, I prefer to trust my heart again

It seems so sadistic, to try to write down 

When I'm walking out again



Well, well well well, welcome aboard to the rest of your life

This is it, you're really in it now, good luck and good-bye

And oh look, there goes a youth, watch options fade to mist

That's all right, baby, you'll do fine, baby, it's so hard

Terribly hard, terribly hard, terribly hard... 

To exist



You know how I tend to feel when nothing's happening

Like some big old bird so fat that he just can't fly

Far be it for me to be overreacting

My body hurts like hell and all I can do is wonder why



Like I'm in prison, my mind is occupied with busting out

When the sleepers have risen

Said what are these walking blues about



Terribly hard, terribly hard, terribly hard... 

So hard